Chapter 128 Damn, Julie

❦ Rosalind ❦

I sank into the yellow sofa face first, the fabric cool and soft against my cheek.

God, I was so tired. Both mentally and physically.

That bone-deep kind of tired that crawls into you and settles there.

There was no denying it now. I’d been too busy trying not to die, chasing gho...

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